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this seems like poetry and prose sometimes it's more than you'd suppose see, what my mind creates, goes but what that is, nobody knows
#anxiety
#dark
#death
#depression
#poetry
#sad
#suicide
#triggering
our ambitions burnt out
like broken christmas lights
the tears in our wrapping paper
are the shape of a smile
we'll open the ribbon on our wrists after christmas
we haven't felt joy in more than a while...
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